About Caribbean Praise Revival

Dear Friend,

I greet you in the name of YESHUA AMASHIACK, our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, who is the chief conductor of the orchestra of all human existence. My name is JB Victor. I am so grateful to be alive at this hour of history. I am from Port-au-Prince, Haiti. I am an ordained minister of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, and a missionary. I am a voice on behalf of the orphan children in Haiti. I am dedicated to making a difference in the lives of those children whose pain I have experienced firsthand.

So to speak, Haiti, the first independent black republic of the Western Hemisphere is a struggling nation in the Caribbean occupying the western third of Hispaniola, sharing the island with the Dominican Republic. Haiti in landmass is about the size of the state of Maryland, and is home to 8.2 million inhabitants. Located just 600 miles off the coast of Miami Florida; it’s the poorest country in the western hemisphere, at least, for the majority of the people.

For over 25 years of my life I lived in a country torn by hurricanes, mass exodus, political crisis, recessions, embargos, environmental degradation and civil wars, not to mention kidnapping, electric blackouts, droughts, famine, to name a few; a system designed for our failure. My eyes have seen desolation, and devastation; I have wept over the sad plights of so many orphans and widows.

Have you ever gone to bed hungry, not knowing what you were going to eat the next couple of days? Or lain on your stomach to squelch the rage of hunger, hoping that somehow the storm would come to an end by some heavenly miracle?
Well, those are some of the questions that have never cross some minds, yet are at the very basis of this project "CARIBBEAN PRAISE REVIVAL (C.P.R.)." I trust Lord Jesus to provide for this cause.

“Would you cherish loving home if you’ve never been away?” Would you cherish a warm and cozy bed if you’ve never been homeless? “Would you cherish a shelter or a place of safety if you’ve never been on the street, ravaged by hurricanes, poverty and despair? Would you appreciate a piece of bread if you’ve never been starving to death? Or would you treasure a hug, a kind word if you’ve never been forsaken, beaten and ostracized through the storms of life? I DON’T THINK SO!


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